Larkspur || Warrior || M: Hunting Group

The tawny-pelted female moved along in silence, focusing on the wolves around her only enough to stay with the group and not accidentally wander off whilst following her nose. Several scents had caught her attention, however none were fresh enough to follow with confidence. Judging by the rest of the group's reactions, they had also not deemed them worth the effort. So, they continued on.

As Larkspur was towards the back of the group, she was catching the wind blowing off of everyone else. She had just snatched a whiff of something, so mixed with the scents of other wolves that she almost missed it. Oh, yes, she knew that scent --

"Deer."

Her ears pricked and she located the source of the voice. Arden, one of the alphas' sons, had changed his direction. "This way, I think."

Larkspur paused in her steps and eyed the older male. Artravis was quick to come up behind his brother and add his own input. She watched as his body tensed and he puffed up slightly, though it was not out of fear. Eagerness? Well, venison was certainly something to be excited over; who was to blame him? Her eyes remained on the second brother as he offered up his plan.

Theo appeared from the side, then, offering to scout. Larkspur turned to study the rest of the hunting party; Esmerelda had her eyes on the brothers and a thoughtful expression on her face. Rana had yet to say anything, as did Arden. So, Larkspur stepped forward and, directing her comment to Artravis, said, "I will join the group chasing."

She was better with speed and agility than brute strength anyway; this was more her forte. Larkspur had plenty of hunting practice singling out weaker animals -- this was just run of the mill for her. If the more physically strong wolves were waiting to ambush, she figured her placement would be best among those pushing from the back.

Chinook and Natan || Warriors || M: Akeena, Axel, Border Patrol

Chinook

The air grew colder as the group traveled further south towards the tundra. Chinook's massive paws hit slippery earth more than once; the water was beginning to freeze. The ice felt nice against his tired paw pads, though he was careful to place his steps in such a way that no one paw was ever solely on ice. There would be no traction were he to slide, and the male had no intentions of making a fool out of himself to that degree. He was vaguely aware of the skittering rocks set loose by the others in their patrol; Akeena and Axel were ahead of him, and Natan was bringing up the rear.

His mind was elsewhere and nowhere all at once. While Chinook's ears and eyes scanned their surroundings for threats, points of interest, and other patrol-related things, he had otherwise drifted off into a sort of thoughtless stasis. Out here, wolves were not constantly talking of the tournament or of whom they supported. There were no whispers or gossip or snide remarks. It was just him and a job, and that was all he wanted.

His semiconscious state was broken by Akeena's comment, followed by Axel's more irritated remark on her speed. Chinook rolled his eyes; so much for getting away from pack drama. Everyone seemed a bit on edge lately; whether it was the pending trials or something else that was bothering them all, it certainly made socializing all that more distasteful.

To avoid setting off either wolf, Chinook simply remained silent over the words exchanged. His opinion was not needed here. He was not leading this patrol, and, while he did not mind at all that Akeena had taken the head, pointing out as much to the appointed head of the patrol would surely only sink the general mood further. Plus, it just didn't matter.

"Do you see anything that stands out in particular?" he asked Akeena, shifting his dark amber gaze to her. She had the greatest vantage point at the moment, and if she could see anything that could be problematic before they reached it, the patrol would go much smoother. That was all Chinook cared about, at the moment. He just wanted to get back to camp without a spitfire argument popping up.

Natan

The tan and brown male had taken up the rear of the border patrol. He did not mind the position in the least; actually, being in the back was quite alright with him. Natan's mind was wandering as he peered around the thinning forest. He thought of the tournament and how everything would be announced that night. Would anyone dare challenge the offspring this go-around? Natan had a few that he suspected, but who knew for sure?

He focused once again on the patrol as Akeena stopped and mentioned the view. Natan threw in an "I'll bet" before Axel chided the female for moving ahead. Natan looked anywhere but at the two, deciding to avoid intervening. Chinook had the same idea, apparently. When the larger male sent his question to Akeena, Natan also shifted his gaze to her. Last time he had been on this route, it had been much snowier; perhaps there would be less to worry about now.

Or there could have been things unearthed by the melting snow, but Natan figured that the pass would still be safe to cross, especially considering how the waters around it would surely have swept away the snow to reveal dangerous sections long ago. But who knew? The young male shifted his gaze to Axel and sat down for a moment, waiting for the check to be complete.

Alice||Alpha||Female||M: Ramos

Alice had been sleeping and turned to see Ramos. She said "Good moring sweetheart." She stood up and strecthed then looed around in the den. Alice said "It is a good day for the tourament but how did you sleep dear you seem tired." Alice was hoping that one of there sons won the tounament to keep the alpha blood line going.

She looked at him and sat up wraping her tail around her paws. Alice was gonna hope for the best about the tournment. She figured most didn't get much sleep since the tournament was today but she was hoping at least Ramos did.

{Sorry if it is short ran out of ideas}

Arden - Offspring - Mentions: Hunting Party

Arden did not spare a glance towards his brother who had ambled up next to him. He had his focus already trained on the direction of the deer. The male was a determined one, to say the least. And when he put his mind to something, it could be like he had tunnel vision sometimes. But his ears still perked at the sound of his brother's voice, who had praised him. Arden could tell from the tone that his brother had been smiling, too. If there wa one thing that Arden was grateful for, it was that the tournament wasn't tearing him and his brothers apart. Not yet, at least. He would have to wait and see how Afton acted, but he was not too concerned over his and Artavis's relationship. His brother wasn't as set on the alpha position as Arden was.

"Yes. A mile, perhaps."

Arden's intense gaze still remained facing away from the group, but his ears twitched at the sound of his brother's directions. It was a solid plan, he had nothing else to add. He followed Artavis, who had set the group at a steady walking pace. "Sounds good to me. I can be a part of the group waiting ahead when it comes to it." He offered.

Theo's sudden voice was the first thing that broke Arden's gaze. He turned to see his friend, nodding as he offered to scout ahead. "I don't think it's a bad idea, Theo. If it's alright with Artavis, then you can go ahead and scout out whatever is up there then let us know."

I will join the group chasing.

Arden nodded in Larkspur's direction, blinking as he surveyed the rest of the group. "Alright. I will be in the group waiting, Larkspur is chasing. Where is everyone else going? We should try and split it up pretty evenly if possible. The more nimble can chase." Without even realizing it, Arden was a natural born leader. He didn't even mean to take charge, yet he did. It wasn't personal against his brother, either.

Before they could get very far at all, Afton mentioned blood. It made Arden pause in his tracks, taking a chance to glance around now. "Blood? Anything else?". Concern glistened in his eyes as he glanced to his brother, Afton. "Can you tell how close? Old or new?". He inhaled deeply, finally catching the same scent. And while blood was a very common thing to come across, this was a little different. Something was odd about it to Arden. He narrowed his eyes, "Something's up with it."

Akeena - Warrior - Mentions: Border Patrol

I wish you wouldn't always go ahead that much.

Axel's tone was obviously a bit annoyed. It didn't take a genius to figure it out. But his warning had rolled off her shoulders as soon as he had said it. She brushed the comment off with a casual flick of her tail. "Look, hun, I'm fine. We can't be on these rocks all day now, can we?". She sent him a small smile before jumping off the taller rock and making the final leaps onto the Tundra's terrain. Her soft landing was announced with a subtle crunch of the snow beneath her paws.

Akeena wasn't one to be pushed around by others. She was also not afraid to speak her mind, whether it be a flirtatious comment or to snap back at someone.

Did you see anything that stands out in particular?

Her hazel eyes met Chinook's amber one. She had to admit, he was a handsome fellow, but none of that mattered right now. He had asked a question. "Nothing out of the ordinary. But.." She narrowed her eyes for a moment, tilting her head a little as it seemed like she began to think to herself. "Well, there seemed like there was a carcass of some sort in the near horizon. And well, by the smell of it, it might be a seal carcass. Polar bear left overs, anyone?". It was obviously a joke. But it was probably a good idea to stay sharp with a predator around. "Lets keep an eye out so we don't end up as the second course, if the perpetrator is still around."

When Axel decided to split up the group, she eyed Natan before taking a couple steps closer to him. "Alright. Let's go."